by Blythe Stone
She did as I said and I pulled her underwear down to her knees and then she sat back down. I pushed them the rest of the way down to her ankles.
“That’s better,” I said, looking up at her.
Her knees were in my hands and I pulled them apart, kissing her thighs on each side. My kisses made a path up her legs like I was feeding a shoelace through.
Olivia inhaled while I traveled. Her thighs tensed and un-tensed as I led my way in.
“What are you doing,” Nat asked.
Olivia ran her hands down and stroked both sides of my face as she squeezed me lightly with her thighs for good measure.
“She's kissing my thighs,” Olivia breathed, still staring at me. “And I love it.”
The car sped a little more.
I leaned down and pressed my tongue into her folds, moving up and down to taste her.
A sharp inhale of breath came from between Olivia’s two perfect lips and her teeth. Her hand found my hair, fingers tangled in strands and grasping for me.
She moaned, calling out loudly.
“Mother of fuck,” I heard Nat mutter beneath her breath. “Why did I offer to drive.”
I leaned back a little and smiled.
“So, you could hear me going down on Olivia in the back seat?” I teased.
Olivia put pressure on my head and I got the point and went back to what I was doing.
“Don't you dare fucking stop,” she whined.
“Holy shit,” Nat laughed, surprised. “You're in fucking trouble.”
I couldn't speak if I was going to obey Olivia so I let Nat's comment pass. Olivia's hands were insistent.
I wished the drive was longer. Nat had to be going crazy and I couldn't deal with the noises that Olivia was making.
We went over a bump and Olivia whined since my mouth was pushed harder into her.
I moved my fingers closer to her opening and teased.
She gasped. “Ah, please,” she whined.
I entered her and felt the soft warmth envelop my fingers. She would make quite enough noise for Nat to hear. She slumped in the seat, pushing me back a little. She was eager and I knew she would cum soon.
“Whoa,” I heard Nat say, hearing our sounds. The car swerved as Olivia’s voice arched up in pitch and she cried out for me.
“No wrecks!” I said.
The swerve had made me tip to the side and lose contact with Olivia.
Olivia gasped.
“Sorry,” Nat said, guilty. “Olivia’s killin’ me.”
“Well, why don’t you just enjoy it,” I teased.
“Funny,” Nat responded, a little annoyed. She must've been watching in the rearview before. “Olivia, you’re fucking hot.”
“Please tell me we're almost home,” Olivia panted and laid her upper body down on the back of the seat.
“Why are you in a hurry?” I asked, grinning.
“You're killing me,” Olivia breathed.
“So, I’m killing you and you’re killing her. Thank god, no one is killing me but I’ll miss you both,” I laughed, leaning forward and kissing Olivia’s breast. I had to push her dress fabric away with my face but her cleavage was worth it, so smooth and cool, and now littered with attractive little goosebumps.
“Fuck baby,” Olivia whispered and gasped. I felt her hands on either side of my face. “You feel so good. It's frustrating. I want you.”
She seemed almost pained by how much it was true. I felt her lips on mine, sloppily kissing me, trying to keep me. “Get up here,” she rasped, tugging on me to get me to move closer to her.
I climbed up in the seat beside her and clung to her body.
“You taste amazing by the way,” I said.
“You taste amazing,” she flirted, kissing me again. I think she was a little drunk.
I laughed and put my hand on her thigh.
“I think you'll find that you're tasting yourself,” I said.
“Mm-mmm,” she smiled into my lips. “You taste a lot better than I do.”
“I'll have to disagree but I'm biased,” I said.
We were nearly home now so I didn't want to get back in the floorboard but I did keep petting her thighs and gently brushing her folds from where I sat. Unmerciful teasing.
Olivia’s kissing took on a life of its own. All the touching incited passion and a need for more friction from her.
“Okay we’re here. Finally,” Nat groaned, parking the car with a jerk. She got out and opened the door to try and get me to go inside with Olivia.
Of course Olivia was too caught up to notice and she kept kissing me and touching on me. She had me all wrapped up in her.
“Fine,” Nat said, leaving the door open and walking away.
“Baby,” I started before she stole my lips again. I surrendered until I heard the door to the house close and then I backed away.
“Let's go in. I think Nat might want to have some fun with us,” I said.
Olivia stared up at me dazed.
When I moved to get up she let me lead her away.
Nat was still in the living room when we entered the house.
“Wait up!” I said.
“Oh wow! You notice me now.” Nat mocked.
“I believe I was talking to you for most of the drive with minor interruptions,” I reminded.
Olivia pouted. I felt her hand run down my arm as she held at my hand.
“Will one of you please kiss me without pulling away? I've had a rough couple of days.”
“Let’s go upstairs,” I suggested.
We could relax there, enjoy ourselves the way we were meant to.
“Then we can both kiss you,” I said.
Nat stared at me, interested.
“Yeah, come on,” she said, nodding at Olivia.
I followed them both up the stairs and into the bedroom and I started to remove my clothing as I walked around to the other side of the bed. One step and then my shirt, another step and my pants, and when I got on the bed I was in my underwear and watching them.
I saw them kiss and I couldn’t look away.
“Come ‘ere,” Nat said, pulling me in to kiss over Olivia's body.
I wondered how the view was as I felt Nat’s tongue invade my mouth. The feeling was exquisite and only enhanced by Olivia’s presence.
Olivia’s hands reached to tug on me and pull me down by my neck. Soon her tongue was in my mouth and not Nat’s. They were fighting for me.
Apparently, I was in demand.
I reached for Nat and felt my hand contact her stomach. I moved my hand under her shirt and ran my nails over her skin.
She hissed and pushed me back, crawling over Olivia to steal my space and kiss me more possessively.
I felt Olivia beside me but she wasn’t touching me anymore. Nat pretty much took control of me and kept Olivia still.
I heard Olivia sigh.
I didn’t know if it was a good or a bad sigh because all I could feel was Nat surrounding me, guiding me, and possessing me whole.
“Baby,” I groaned. “Please take your clothes off.”
“Usually you do that for me,” Olivia panted. Taking more liberties as she squeezed my breast, she took delight in tasting me more.
Olivia got up and was taking her clothes and jewelry off near the side of the bed.
“Get over here,” Nat said, hungrily reaching for her and pulling her to fall back onto the mattress.
Olivia whined and stretched as she pressed the backs or her shoulders to the mattress and smoothed her way back up the bed.
Nat snapped her fingers in front of me because I’d been staring at Olivia’s naked chest.
“Make her feel,” Nat said to me, nodding over at her. Then she moved like Olivia had and stripped down out of her clothes for us.
Olivia turned to me and waited. I felt her hand on my face as she looked to me longingly. There was something so vulnerable but expectant in her stare.
I kissed her, trying to let that impart what I
felt for her. She pulled me down on top of her body.
I reached out blindly for Nat until she caught my hand and made me still.
The bed moved and I knew Nat had snuck up behind me, her body sliding up against my back, hand slipping between my legs to reach for the back of Olivia’s knee, and now I was trapped between them. Olivia gasped in my mouth as her thigh pressed to my sex from Natalie’s guidance.
“Much better,” Nat whispered all breathy right into my ear. I felt her lips on my neck, pleasing me.
“Holy…” was all I got out before I was being kissed again.
More like taken over, this was our new reality.
Hands and lips everywhere. Olivia whimpered and felt at my body needily. Nat’s hand reached around and squeezed my breast with purposeful strength.
It was too much. I couldn't tell what was going on anymore. My overloaded brain only read pleasure. Distinguishing more than that was impossible.
“Uhh,” I moaned.
They were both so good. I hadn't intended for this to turn. I'd wanted to show Olivia how much I wanted her. How much we both needed her to stay.
“You're amazing,” I heard Nat whisper.
Olivia was trailing kisses down my body now, doing what she wanted to do, leading her way down to my stomach and my sex.
I had no idea who Nat was talking to but I didn't care. Olivia's lips were finding sensitive spots on my body and leaving tingles of fire in the wake of her kisses.
She moved my leg and started to taste me there. Giving back a little of what I gave in the car. So central and important. It was obvious to me; she was wrapped up in the taste of me.
I closed my eyes and felt what she was doing instead of thinking about it. That was when it got intense on a new level.
“Oh god,” I muttered.
Olivia was soothing and sucking at my sex, giving my body a world of things to feel and respond too. Nat’s kisses kept coming, she turned me to lay me down on my back and I felt her tongue and her mouth suck my right nipple, her hand cupping my breast while Olivia sucked and sucked on my clit.
I came once and didn’t move much because I could feel another orgasm coming behind it and I knew that I’d be spent after that. I trembled when the second build. They were relentless in their attentions. I had no choice but to wriggle until it exploded inside of me and I had to turn my head away.
“Done, I can’t… Anymore,” I managed to get out. “Please.”
Olivia stopped instantly, crawling up the bed to lay at my side. Too scared to get too close after my words.
Nat trailed her bottom lip up my skin to my cheek and kissed me gently.
“Are you okay?” Olivia asked worriedly, her hand loosely holding mine.
“I think so,” I said, opening my eyes to look at them both.
I squeezed her hand and pulled her to come closer.
“You’re too far away,” I said.
Olivia sighed with relief and fixed my hair a little, staring down on me carefully. Nat rubbed her hand across my stomach and rest against me just lying there. Her breathing was like a sweet hum that came and went.
“You’re both too good. I feel like I ran a marathon,” I explained.
My chuckle came unbidden but it shook my body and Nat’s.
“It was beautiful. I’ve never seen those colors,” I continued.
“Colors?” Olivia asked. She moved her body down a little bit so she could rest at my side and watch my expression.
“Mmm, yeah,” I said, nodding. “I think I close my eyes so tight that I see colors when I have an orgasm.”
Olivia smiled and laid her head down, shutting her eyes. “That’s cute,” she panted, thumb lightly stroking the skin of my hand. We were all sweaty and calming now.
“It’s all you guy’s fault. That was intense. Soooooo intense,” I said.
I liked laying around like this. We were all so relaxed and there was no rush to anything and no thoughts other than of what just transpired between us. I could really relax.
“And I had intended for us to give you many orgasms first but you flipped the table on me,” I said, poking Olivia’s arm.
“You taste really good,” she mused, not upset at all or bummed like one might be if they didn’t enjoy what she just did.
“It’s the pineapple,” I joked.
I wanted to roll over and smother her with kisses but I didn’t want Nat to move so I just squeezed Olivia’s hand again. She was so stupidly cute.
“I bet you taste better. I mean you do to me at least,” I told her.
“Well, we have a third party we can ask but I don’t think it’s wise to go down that road,” Olivia gazed upon me thoughtfully.
“You guys are little devils,” Nat teased.
“That’s exactly why I didn’t ask.” I turned to Nat and smiled. “You love us because of it. That drive was a bit thrilling. I could feel you getting all hot up there. I thought we were going to have to pull over for a moment.”
“You’re both my fantasy,” Nat said.
Olivia reached her hand over to Nat’s body and tugged on her to lean over me and kiss her. It was short for them but filled up with meaning. When they parted they both sighed and went back to laying on opposite sides of me, resting with me.
“I love this,” I said.
It was my ultimate, both loves on either side of me and I could feel everything they’d done to me. My body was still humming from their touches and praise.
“It’s perfect,” I sighed.
Fear had taken hold of me in my weak points when I was given a taste of Olivia’s life back at her company. Farrow’s visit had shaken me like I hadn’t expected. Seeing how they were together. It clearly wasn’t the same kind of love from Olivia’s side but I could feel how perfect it would look for them to be together.
Society wouldn’t smile on the relationship we had formed between the three of us. That was another point that I needed to address within myself. I was worried for Nat as well. Her career could suffer if it came out in the wrong way.
I wouldn’t worry about these things now. They seemed trivial and far in the past and future, respectively. Now was for enjoying this love. We couldn’t deny it and I didn’t want to do that anyway. You can be in love with two people at once; I’d always believed that.
To have those two people in love with one another as well? That was just a gift. It could be tricky but I know we can get through anything. We will, this is too strong to be broken. At least, that’s what I feel while lying between the two women who have pieces of me contained within them. We’ve all exchanged these sweet portions of each other and someday we will amalgamate into one core, too solid to be tampered with.
40
(Olivia)
Farrow express mailed me a huge file. Inside were headshots and resumes, lists of accomplishments, matching documents that described the exact work each candidate had done before landing themselves at my fingertips for a potential life-altering job.
“So, what do you think?”
I ate strawberries and drank wine all afternoon by the pool while I spread the files out on the fancy chairs and looked over them to try and decide and compare.
“I think there’s some really great choices here,” I said honestly.
Farrow laughed to himself. “Well, whatever you want to do, we can do it.”
“Number 67, I think. 67 and 82. If you need more, 13 and 19 were both good. 37 could be good and bad, so maybe no.”
“You’re predictable,” Farrow chuckled.
“I think it’s wise to hire more and spread the work out.” I ignored what he said.
“Then I’ll do that. How are things?”
I looked up, the sun had been peeking through the clouds all afternoon, never fixing on one level of strength. In the pool, Nat had Avery pinned against the wall furthest from me. The trickles of the moving water made sounds every now and then. I watched them kiss almost secretly, being slow and gentle aways from me.
“Things are great here,” I said, loving them.
We’d have to move soon, Nat had her press tour, Avery had dates to fly out and entertain readers with talks and signatures. I had a knot in my stomach.